[Nōhime Sabishī]

Medic vs Medic! My Skills Against Yours!

When she had been called to train with a fellow medic, more so placed a a bit of an understudy for medical techniques in exchange for helping her out in some sort of "partner" system, Sabishi lightly groaned. Why was it exactly that they felt that she had to spar with people again? Well...She was grateful for the opportunity to learn some new medical ninjutsu however. Though, she questioned if she really had what it took to provide much of a challenge to her fellow opponent. Ugh. She had to try her best at least. Right?

So, when she came to the arena, the purple haired Kunoichi found herself resting, looking over her equipment, as well as looking over who her opponent was. Steel release huh? What a shitty time. Yikes, yikes, yikes! Settling before the flat arena, littered with many boulders of various sizes, and stone trees, made entirely out of jutted rock, she had walked here, looking to face Souma. Souma. Souma. Did that name ring any bells? No. Surely she hadn't met her before. She must have been a newbie or something. 

"Konichiwa! My name is Nohime Sabishi! Are you ready to get down to business?!" She called out. She felt as if she might have been talking to herself, or nobody in particular for a few moments as she rubbed her forehead awkwardly. Slowly tying the band around her head a little bit tighter, she thought about her environment, as well as what "steel release" might detail. 

[Souma]

Souma

Of the Tantetsu Clan

Chuunin, Iwagakure Medical Corps

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A medic? Was that who had shown up to this practice match?

Sabishi could be forgiven for thinking otherwise.

The petite medic that showed up was dressed not only in combat gear, but -heavy- combat gear, with the traditional flak vest replaced with an armored vest and metal plates along all limbs, a curious etching of flowing waves worked into each segment. It looked heavy- but this Souma girl didn't seem to be bothered by that. Her Iwagakure band was around her throat like a tall collar, making her eyes the most prominent thing above her shoulders- except those curious gel-like blue locks above. She didn't look armed, and her sleeves were curiously loose and flowing, despite the heavy gloves and boots she had on.

"Konnichiwa, Nohime-san." Souma spoke in a remarkably level cadence, and bowed politely- perhaps overly formal, but pleasant. "I am Tantetsu Souma, a Chuunin in the Medical Corps. I am very appreciative of you agreeing to spar with me. I have some untested tactics that I need to put through their paces. Please feel free to utilize whatever techniques you would like to defend yourself or turn the tables."

The subtle flicker of chakra- Suiton- pulsed through Souma's armor, swirling down to her hands and back down her arms to vanish behind her back as she took an odd, wide stance, clearly not carrying a hand to hand weapon or prepared to throw the kunai or senbon tucked into her armor.

"When you are ready, then."

"Don't work smart, or hard. Work smart, then hard."

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[Nōhime Sabishī]

Wait. What? Holy shit. This was somebody wearing a full suit of armor like a samurai, or like the days of the shinobi clan wars or something! "H-ai..." She said with a tilt of her head, her eyes observing her target, trying to figure what the hell was going on. She would have said she was a Chunin herself, but then figured it was more correct to say, she could become a Chunin whenever she felt like it. That she didn't because she was trying to erh...enjoy her early life one could say. "I'll...try my best. I-uuh...haven't fought someone like you in a while..." 

Her eyes sharply observed her target, and with it, she took a deep breath as she made an immediate dash to her left in a curving motion. Using the blockage of some of the boulders and rock like trees to form a few handseals and obscure her hand movements. Planting herself behind a rock, she forms a Bunshin that dashes along the tree and rock line, utilizing the shadows of the obstacles to obscure the fact that it didn't have a shadow itself. As Sabishi didn't know much about her opponent's jutsu, she felt like it was a wise idea to try to witness it from afar. Hopefully, to trick Souma into attacking her Bunshin as it stops in the shadow of one of the rocky trees, reaching to its side to draw forth its katana. That is. If it wasn't being attacked already. 

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NAME: Bunshin no Jutsu [Clone Technique]

RANK: E

CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low

CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu [General]

ELEMENT: None

HANDSEALS: 3

DESCRIPTION:

After performing the necessary hand seals, the user can create a handful of intangible clones to confuse the enemy. They do not contain solid mass, have no shadows and do not interact with the surrounding environment, making them somewhat easy to distinguish from the real person.

[Souma]

Souma

Of the Tantetsu Clan

Chuunin, Iwagakure Medical Corps

Nōhime Sabishī | 278 | notes

"It is okay. We are practicing. It is not important who wins. Just test your skills, or try new ones. If we are injured, then we will have the perfect guinea pigs to practice medical jutsus after!" Souma smiled- a tiny thing, but it felt sincere. And then? She was running, dashing out of sight!


With no reason to believe her opponent would stop running, Souma pivoted, following the movement of the Bunshin, but making no move to approach. Instead, when it skidded to a stop to draw its weapon, she started to strike at thin air, swinging her arms down in slashing chops at... absolutely nothing.

Which was when the peculiarity of her combat style became apparent.

From within those billowing sleeves, twin cables of gleaming steel flashed outwards, following the curving, intersecting sweeps of Souma's arms to do exactly as Sabishi had intended, attacking the clone! The cables whipped down, curling inwards, aiming to coil around their target and drag them straight towards the Tantetsu wielding them! If the maneuver was successful, the clone was in for a particularly painful blow as Souma flowed from the reversing swing of her arms to retract the cables into a surprisingly quick double-punch, two quick strikes towards the sternum with those heavy gloves!

It might not be actually threatening Sabishi, as she wasn't at all in the line of fire, but it did do what the other shinobi intended- give her an idea of what Souma was up to!

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name: Kōton: Kōsaku [Steel Release: Steel Cable]
rank: C
cost: Low
class: Ninjutsu, Kekkei Tōta
element: Kōton

The name given to the manipulation of steel cable created by the user's chakra, this steel cable can be used as potent whip-like weapons or as a means of grappling or moving quickly over open ground. The cable is often spooled on the user's back and connected to their wrists to allow for quick usage.

"Don't work smart, or hard. Work smart, then hard."

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[Nōhime Sabishī]

The cables that launched out moved with lightning fast efficiency, and as the sounds of whirring, screeching metal zips out and strikes straight down upon the clone, curling inwards, she would find her cables soared through open air as an illusion poofs into nothingness. Closing her eyes and listening to the sound of the metal whirring back into place, she realized that this was an opponent not too dissimilar to one she's faced before. Alright. If that was the case? All she had to do was exploit that opening. Forming a few more handseals?

'Doton: Iwa Bunshin no Jutsu.' She thinks, as she forms a clone slowly out from the earth underneath their feet. With it, the young Sabishi thought out her strategy. Her clone, picking up a few stones dashes out from Sabishi's hiding place, leaping to a higher vantage using the boulders around herself, calling out to Souma. "So that's your jutsu!" It shouts, hurling one stone at Souma, and then another. This test was to observe how fast she could move in that armor, and more so, to see how strong her defensive capability really was.

Sabishi herself took a deep breath, forming a short sequence of seals before utilizing one of her favored techniques. 'Iwagakure no Jutsu...' Utilizing her chakra, she swiftly laid down flat on the ground, before slipping beneath the surface as she melded with the earth itself, moving covertly with the stone, moving herself along as she observes, hiding herself and watching from her safe vantage. Hopefully, her rock clone would provide a little more "entertainment" for Souma while she gathered more info and bearings on how this might work out. Sabishi was fairly interested so far.

Besides. It's been far too long since she'd been in a decent fight. The purple haired Nohime just had to figure this chick out.

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Name: Iwagakure - [Rock Hiding Technique]

Rank:: D

Chakra Usage: Low [Continuous]

Type: Ninjutsu [General]

Element: Doton

Requirement: Must be an Iwa Shinobi

HANDSEALS: 3

Description

Iwagakure is a Ninjutsu utilzing the Earth Element. This jutsu allows the Iwa nin to change their appearance by blending and merging with the surrounding rock. This allows the ninja to move unseen, which assists in attack and escape.


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Name: Iwa Bunshin no Jutsu - [Rock Clone Technique]

Rank: C

Chakra Usage: Medium

Type: Ninjutsu [General]

Element: Doton

HANDSEALS: 1

Description

Iwa Bunshin no Jutsu is a Ninjutsu that utilizes rock to create a Bunshin clone. Unlike a normal Bunshin, the Iwa Bunshin has the ability to interact more with the environment due to it having physical substance. This allows the clone to carry out limited attacks on its target. If the Iwa Bunshin is injured, the clone will usually revert back into its natural rock state. It should be noted however, out of all of the elemental clones the Iwa Bunshin is the most difficult to destroy, often taking extreme amounts of force or raiton techniques to destroy it.

[Souma]

Souma

Of the Tantetsu Clan

Chuunin, Iwagakure Medical Corps

Nōhime Sabishī | 268 | notes

A shadow. Shucks. Souma glances back along the path the shadow had emerged from, isolating the rock where Sabishi HAD to still be, barring use of a handful of stealthy tricks to get away from there. And sure enough, here she came, holding-

Rocks.

Souma frowned faintly, but it curled to a smile before long. Sure, it was almost a guarantee that this, too, was another copy- possibly even a Doton clone, since it was carrying things around- but at the end of the day, that was fine. It was a moving, thinking target that could put real effort into making her work to land blows, and one she didn't have to feel guilty about attacking!

She broke into a run, the metal armor proving surprisingly flexible as she flung her arms forwards, towards the stone the clone was perched on. The cables shot out again, this time coiling around the stone just briefly, long enough to contract violently and hurl Souma up towards the rock as they loosened and retracted! In a heartbeat, Souma was on the ground nearby, wielding those curious, sweeping strikes to slash the cables- significantly shorter, now, the excess coiled behind her back! Each blow was conveyed by the steel cables, as if Souma's limbs were long enough for the swinging strikes to land from where she stood, raining in on the clone, practicing the adjusted timings needed to strike with the cables operating as extensions t her own blows!

"Don't work smart, or hard. Work smart, then hard."

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[Nōhime Sabishī]

Observing the fighting style from a distance, she had witnessed the turquoise haired woman before her break into a dash. She was fast. Either she was very strong, or the armor she was wearing was surprisingly lighter than she might have imagined. Steel Release after all. Right? Well. As the cable rapidly latches out and wraps around the stone the clone was perched on, Sabishi's eyes widened as she watched from a safe distance, having moved her hiding place. Resting now atop one of the branches of the stone trees. It seemed as if her opponent's metal coils weren't just for offense.

She could drag herself in to rapidly close distance. Still. As Souma whipped herself closer, the clone's eyes widened at the sudden whipping motions upwards towards it. The clone swiftly shifts its weight and sinks onto a knee as one cable whips upward into the sky, and then lets itself fall backwards and push off the rock as the coils threatened to crash down upon it with a chinking clang. The weapon suit was incredibly versatile, and Sabishi's body double began to put together some weaknesses or flaws as it thought. Or at least, good theories.

Souma needed a clear line of sight, and would be limited in striking around corners or angles. There were good obstacles. Second. Souma had to have a set range before the metal couldn't stretch. Though otherwise? She had a lot of versatility in that weapon. Third. Which was more an assumption? She was manipulating the steel with chakra, but might have limitations. Perhaps a weakness to Raiton. Thinking it through, the clone decided to do what it did best. Stall, and make a mad dash for it. Leaping backwards, it attempts to keep its eyes focused, attempting to run around and interlocking between rocks to give itself cover and avoid Souma.

Letting her Iwagakure no Jutsu release, Sabishi fades into existence from her vantage, forming a short amount of handseals as she slowly brings a hand to her mouth in a ring like shape. Looking towards Souma as she holds her hand in a half ram sign.

[Souma]

Souma

Of the Tantetsu Clan

Chuunin, Iwagakure Medical Corps

Nōhime Sabishī | 235 | notes

Souma is relentless, leaving no room to breathe for the copy fleeing away from its original position. The Chuunin keeps on its tail, racing in its shadow, doing her best to keep it from leaving her behind. They're roughly matched in speed- but one of Sa-bunshin's assumptions proves to be incorrect.

Souma by no means needs line of sight to strike at nearby opponents.

As she jukes around the stone pillars, she finds herself face to face with incoming, dense steel cables, extended and swung hard at the far side of the obstacle to swing around entirely and very seriously threaten to slam into her as she curves out of Souma's direct line of sight! Whether it lands or not, it snaps tight against the stone and whips back out of sight, retracting as Souma keeps on the double's tail, repeating the lashing attacks a few times as she weaves and bobs, before breaking the pattern by flinging not the steel cable, but herself around the other side, grappling overhead and shortening the cable to pick up speed and hurl herself in a diving kick at the copy, launching the full weight of her armor, cables, and body at the clone with the weapon-forged steel soles of her boots leading the charge!

"Don't work smart, or hard. Work smart, then hard."

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[Nōhime Sabishī]

It felt strange, looking onward to see the clone fleeing from the metal warrior pursuing her. However, it became clear that the metal armor that she wore was more finesse than what the Iwagakure ninja would have first realized. For the metal whipped around a corner and as Souma anticipated, slammed into the clone. The sound of a firm lash and whip, a powerful rip into the clone's back as its shirt is torn, a thin line of crimson burned into it from not just the lash itself, but its retraction. If the metal were barbed or thorned, she would have been crimson.

"N-Ncgh." As the lashing attacks were launched, the clone realized that there was little use in running, and instead, effort to divert and focus on the attacks at hand was more useful. Twisting to face the metal whips, her eyes sharply gleam the coming attacks. She tries her best to weave through them, using her medical ninja training. She hops and spins her body like a log as she dodges intercepting swings. By the time Souma turns that corner and flings herself around the side corner, launching herself at the clone with an increased momentum? Sabishi took that moment.

"Doton: Iwadeppo no Jutsu!" Taking a deep breath inward, she shoots a single stone out from her mouth. A small rock, a pebble really. That would proceed to grow in size as it rapidly sped downward towards the blue haired warrior. A small bullet sized stone that would look to slam her in the chest and send her flying back. To test the defense of the armor she wore. As well as to see how intimately the armor responded to her technique. The clone, damage sustained, would proceed to charge inward, assuming the attempt at knocking Souma was successful.

[Souma]

Souma

Of the Tantetsu Clan

Chuunin, Iwagakure Medical Corps

Nōhime Sabishī | 314 | notes

Souma frowned more and more as Nohime dodged her strikes continuously, frowning as she failed to land any further strikes after that first. She was getting closer and closer, though, narrowing the gaps between strikes and dodges inch by inch. At the end of the day, she was a practiced melee combatant, and both faster and stronger than Nohime herself. The playing field was leveled, though- with her techniques still being developed, for the moment, the other mednin was doing a fine enough job staying out of reach, for all that the gap was narrowing by the minute!

Confident she had a slam dunk on her hands as she swung round towards what she still wasn't aware was a clone, hearing words shouted off from the side snapped her focus in that direction in shock! Instants later, a boulder sprouted from thin air, and caught her right in the middle, as aimed! Her breath coughed out uncomfortably, and she went swinging violently past her target, wrapped around the stone!

Briefly, Souma reeled, but she cleared her head quickly- her armor had eaten more or less the entire impact. It was extremely high quality on its own, but enhanced with suiton to boot for further impact absorption, leaving her sore and embarrassed more than anything else. Still, she didn't want to sit there and take further blows like that, so she carefully gauged her timing-

-and retracted her coils just enough to adjust her aim before she released the cables from the stone, launching her and the boulder roughly back towards Nohime's secondary location while Souma uncurled and kicked off the rock towards Nohime, cables hurled back behind her to tangle around the boulder and swing it overhead, down towards Nohime's position!

The clone would have the advantage of Souma's back as she dropped to the ground, though she was already starting to pivot- while she wouldn't be caught off GUARD, the mednin was off BALANCE, and poorly prepared to receive an attack from that angle!

"Don't work smart, or hard. Work smart, then hard."

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[Nōhime Sabishī]

It was a bit of a shocker. The Iwadeppo Jutsu when used by Iwagakure ninja in large numbers could destroy and entire mountain range. To see its effects in person was something spectacular in a way. As her bullet slammed Souma straight along the chest piece. Only to see her get back up in record time. What more. When she looked at that armor? It looked almost unphased. What the hell was that stuff actually made out of? After taking some consideration, Sabishi found that a few moments was all she had. For in the next moment? The blue haired ninja was rapidly making her approach. Oh no. 

Oh no. Oh fuck. Alright. Keep calm. Keep steady! Taking a deep breath from her incline of rock, she swiftly forms a swift set of seals. All she needed to do now, was ensure there were enough obstacles to avoid a direct assault. Slamming her hand down along the earth, she calls forth. "Doton: Tobi Tsubute!" Flying stones. The branch rumbled, and as the stone tree fell apart, small boulders would fling themselves rapidly outwards towards Souma and her cables. Though Sabishi was more  than sure her opponent would be able to handle them. In order to easily avoid being hit, she applies chakra to her legs, sticking to one of the rocks.

Leaping to another, as to avoid a direct approach while giving Souma a small obstacle course to maneuver. The rock genin was more inclined to view and study the moves of her targets, and it was from her friendly rock clone that she was able to get as much information as she had now. Assuming she was successful in this little maneuver? At least for the time being? She looks to leap far back from the encroaching Souma, as Sabishi's stone clone seeks to close the distance and get in the blue haired woman's way. "...Scary..." 

[Souma]

Souma

Of the Tantetsu Clan

Chuunin, Iwagakure Medical Corps

Nōhime Sabishī | 211 | notes

What was it made of? That was the correct question. The answer, of course, was "Tantetsu steel", and would have explained much about why the fight was going the way it was!

The other medic quickly set up a storm of stones and boulders to rush towards Souma, but this was Iwagakure- she was no stranger to stone techniques, and responded quickly by slamming her boot into the ground and rapidly constructing a steel dome around herself!

As the stones clanged off of the dome, Souma focused and formed a unique handseal in the darkness beneath her steel shield. Smoke filled the air for an instant as she produced a single copy of herself, and nodded- before her copy lunged forward and shoved the steel dome forward, staying hidden behind it as Souma ran out and met the clone head-on, engaging it with defensive blocks and deflections while the rolling steel dome clanged to the side- and left Souma's clone rushing towards the hopefully distracted Sabishi!

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Souma protects herself using Koton: Steel Shell, then uses Dokugiri: Kage Bunshin no Jutsu to create a clone to go after Sabishi!

"Don't work smart, or hard. Work smart, then hard."

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[Nōhime Sabishī]

There was no doubt in Sabishi's mind about a couple things. One was that the medic before her was pretty damn fast, and could react on the fly. The dome that fell didn't even seem to dent in the slightest from the rocks that came crashing down. Honestly, she figured that her opponent would try to maneuver or dodge, but it showed that the steel dome in question was just a lot more versatile than Sabishi could have ever guessed. Oh no. For in those next couple of moments? There wasn't just one of them. There were now two. There was no other choice! She had to pull out!

The clone of Sabishi was not difficult to deal with. For there was the moment where the clone would attempt to dip and dive past the first couple of hits, but would then make the sore mistake of lashing out and punching Souma's armor. With a clanging crack, it holds its fist back and shakes it in a recoil of pain as it realizes how hard it was. Leaving it open to be struck down. Though as for Sabishi herself? She proceeded to form but a few short handseals as she rapidly retreats, before leaping for the wall. Before sinking and disappearing within it. Iwagakure no Jutsu has saved her ass more times than she could count, think, or remember. As she melds and vanishes into the rocks.

'...I've exposed myself now. This isn't ideal...' Luckily, this was a training, and Sabishi found herself moving along the boundaries of stone. Hopefully, quite successfully unless Souma had a method of tracking her or uprooting her in those moments, for she sank below the surface and seemingly vanished into nowhere. Trying to make her way back towards the center of the arena. Distance was her best friend assumable against an opponent like Souma. "Have I been doing good so far?!"

[Souma]

Souma

Of the Tantetsu Clan

Chuunin, Iwagakure Medical Corps

Nōhime Sabishī | 244 | notes

Souma squared up, only to be left blinking at the clone as it bonked its fist on her armor, hissing and waggling its fist in discomfort. "Ah- apologies," Souma stated simply, before swinging her arm in that elegant, flowing style, guiding a heavy steel cable to slam into the clone's neck, dispatching it swiftly and ensuring the memories flooding into the real Sabishi would be painless.

As Sabishi dove into the wall, the doppelSouma paused, swirling into a preparatory stance (and, notably, pausing for a brief moment)- before driving her fist forward! The movement sent a spear of a cable striking forward and DEVASTATING the position Sabishi had just left! The pause, clearly, had been to give her time to move, the demonstration more a proof of concept that she could have pursued Sabishi even into the stone, but had opted not to in deference to, of several things, Sabishi's likely preference for the continued ability to breathe without medical assistance.

The two Souma's moved back towards each other, keeping a respectable distance apart so they couldn't be caught in a simultaneous attack- at least not easily. "Very well! I am a little surprised you have not used any Dust Release to damage or sever my cables- is it truly so problematic to use on the fly as I have heard?"

"Don't work smart, or hard. Work smart, then hard."

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[Nōhime Sabishī]

The clone was easily dispelled, and with it, as it crumbled and broke apart into a pile of rock and stone in the vague outline of a person before falling down, Sabishi could feel the absolute rumbling destruction of the wall as it cracked before her. Until she eventually reformed some distance away. A sweatdrop when looking at the monstrous strength of the Tantetsu clan member before her. It made sense. After all, she was wearing a full suit of armor after all, moving around as if she was essentially weightless. Of course she was very strong. The only consolation she'd learned is that ambushes were pseudo effective. That, and when hit in mid air, gravity would seek to disrupt and bring her down. As if that meant much though. Souma was a bit of a monster...

"...A-Ah...Jinton. I don't have it." She said with a correction. A blink. She remembered how when she was younger, her brother was quite lauded for having the rare gift. Whereas when she tested, she had simply shown stone. A disappointing venture. However, that was life wasn't it. Lowering her guard, she proceeded to take a deep breath. "Though I'd like to believe I can go a long way without it." Nodding her head at that idea, she returns with the following thought. "Your Tantetsu steel is amazing. I can see why your clan's so feared." Forming a fist, she cups it in her opposite hand's open palm before bowing.

A sign of respect. "I think you've given me much insight that I have much more to improve. I've wasted too much chakra trying to dodge and evade you. At this point, I'd be hard pressed to heal someone afterwards. I'm going to need a lot more practice." Closing her eyes with a charismatic smile, she was glad that she wasn't whipped today by a metal steel cable. Terrifying.